• Divine Optometrist

    Lord please use the delicate tool of the
    Word to restore sight to our blinded eyes.
    Allow the bluriness to cease so that
    we may become more focused on you each day.... more »

  • Gentle Rebuke

    Still I deny the laughter in the trees
    mixed with the leaves
    the ill-forgotten breeze
    essence of nature... more »

  • Marilyn

    We laughed, shared secrets, sometimes even dreams
    but then she had to go to sleep
    when I woke up the room was silent.
    Where were those familiar sounds... more »